Tim Fezziwig
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Tim T here at my chipped table. Clerks 2 plays on the tube. Very funny movie. Rosario dancing is HOT! I see alot of poetry in Kevin Smith's writing. Most people hear poetry they run,,
,DANG IT! Bad reception. I "suck " free Net waves from the neighbors. I write these GREAT posts with NO RECEPTION,Yes,I am that good. Let me go outside so I can get some reception.////////////////////////////////
I'm back. Nice day here in the Philly suburbs. I need to get the Planters peanuts. I like to feed my squirrel friends......................
Alright,now I can relax and let the writing take over. Once you submit to the muse ,you will be rewarded with ENDLESS prose. I drove to work this morning. I didn't play any music, I needed to clear my head. Silence is essential when musing. You can daydream with music playing. Musing is different. It is a SCARY place. I muse about DEATH+Letdowns+delusion.
I'm 46. I'm hoping for another 40 years? Will the body last that long? My body has a bunch of little aches,that I shrug off. I see a wall in front of me. Can I continue? Will I die tomorrow? How can I improve my ART? I chewed over these thoughts.
Nice,my squirrel friend has appeared. I only give him Planters dry roasted. He prefers them. No salt.
Where was I? I drive into work . I'm thinking DARK thoughts. I do this to see how well I can SNAP OUT OF THE DARK. I must keep an eye on my moods. I have gotten "carried away" several times in the past. The DARKNESS fades almost immediately. I go into WAWA. I buy 4 papers. I buy a coffee. I'm wearing my home-made Naked Lunch tee. Bill Lee lifts a glass of MUGWUMP spooge while a MUGWUMP looks on.
I view the people . Some guy "cries" about working 7 days aweek ,to help his granddaughter go to college. CRY ME A RIVER! I'm not impressed. I see some young kids come in. A 20 yr old girl flaunts her body=YYYYAAAWWWWNNN. My wife is twice her age and more sexy. This young girl is vulgar,so are her friends. No poetry in them.
I leave WAWA. I'm HIGH on myself. I understand subtlety, I'm not TRASH. I'm not buying the goods sold to me Thank ye gods I resisted. I don 't have to worry about kids and grandkids. I'm a cosmic lover,not a daddy. I watch people ALL the time. I see tons of lost dreams. People enslaved. Conforming to the world.Losing themselves completely. No poetry at all in their lives. Crying over beds they made. Don't breed if you can't handle THE STRESS. You bought into the AMERICAN DREAM. Too bad it is dying rapidly.
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On the Poetic Life
Petry is selfish. It demands a LIFETIME. You must be open to ALL. I have to "debate" my TRASH self constantly. I want to rub people's noses into the dirt. I have a REALLY mean +petty side to me. I have been extremely self-destructive in the past. Willing to go TO HELL ,as long as I took somebody with me. That is TRASH mentality. Im not a judge. Why dwell on revenge?
,DANG IT! Bad reception. I "suck " free Net waves from the neighbors. I write these GREAT posts with NO RECEPTION,Yes,I am that good. Let me go outside so I can get some reception.////////////////////////////////
I'm back. Nice day here in the Philly suburbs. I need to get the Planters peanuts. I like to feed my squirrel friends......................
Alright,now I can relax and let the writing take over. Once you submit to the muse ,you will be rewarded with ENDLESS prose. I drove to work this morning. I didn't play any music, I needed to clear my head. Silence is essential when musing. You can daydream with music playing. Musing is different. It is a SCARY place. I muse about DEATH+Letdowns+delusion.
I'm 46. I'm hoping for another 40 years? Will the body last that long? My body has a bunch of little aches,that I shrug off. I see a wall in front of me. Can I continue? Will I die tomorrow? How can I improve my ART? I chewed over these thoughts.
Nice,my squirrel friend has appeared. I only give him Planters dry roasted. He prefers them. No salt.
Where was I? I drive into work . I'm thinking DARK thoughts. I do this to see how well I can SNAP OUT OF THE DARK. I must keep an eye on my moods. I have gotten "carried away" several times in the past. The DARKNESS fades almost immediately. I go into WAWA. I buy 4 papers. I buy a coffee. I'm wearing my home-made Naked Lunch tee. Bill Lee lifts a glass of MUGWUMP spooge while a MUGWUMP looks on.
I view the people . Some guy "cries" about working 7 days aweek ,to help his granddaughter go to college. CRY ME A RIVER! I'm not impressed. I see some young kids come in. A 20 yr old girl flaunts her body=YYYYAAAWWWWNNN. My wife is twice her age and more sexy. This young girl is vulgar,so are her friends. No poetry in them.
I leave WAWA. I'm HIGH on myself. I understand subtlety, I'm not TRASH. I'm not buying the goods sold to me Thank ye gods I resisted. I don 't have to worry about kids and grandkids. I'm a cosmic lover,not a daddy. I watch people ALL the time. I see tons of lost dreams. People enslaved. Conforming to the world.Losing themselves completely. No poetry at all in their lives. Crying over beds they made. Don't breed if you can't handle THE STRESS. You bought into the AMERICAN DREAM. Too bad it is dying rapidly.
////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
On the Poetic Life
Petry is selfish. It demands a LIFETIME. You must be open to ALL. I have to "debate" my TRASH self constantly. I want to rub people's noses into the dirt. I have a REALLY mean +petty side to me. I have been extremely self-destructive in the past. Willing to go TO HELL ,as long as I took somebody with me. That is TRASH mentality. Im not a judge. Why dwell on revenge?
